Tempted TouristChapter 8
Jill Duncan turned slowly around to face the crowded semi-circle of spectators seated in tiers a little below the low stage where she herself was standing. There was a round bed covered by some furry fabric in the center of the stage? and psychedelic-hued lights were flashing on and off. The terrified young American was grateful for the lights which half- blinded her drugged eyes and made it almost impossible to see the audience. To actually sit down on the suggestive stage-prop seemed...